Within ten minutes, Babur painted quite realistic wounds on Victor's forehead, arms and legs with non-toxic pigment.
The rest of people were stunned by his skills.
Victor was also amazed by the wound on his hand. He watched Babur paint it, but the final effect was the same as the real one.
It is comparable to the prosthetic makeup of martial arts films.
No wonder Dixon can easily disguise himself. Babur's skills is really invincible.
Lamont witnessed the whole process with his own eyes for the first time. He rarely showed a shocked expression. "He looks terrible."
"Yes."
Victor lifted his intact arm with a bloody incision on it, which just looked as if it was not completely recovered yet. Babur's painting skill was quite excellent so that he even could imitate such wounds.
"I also drew the scars on your forehead."
Babur gave Victor a mirror and ask him to look by himself. After Victor saw it, he gasped. Oh, my God... At first glance, he is even sacred by this scar which is not ferocious but real
"Okay, this effect is enough."
Babur went to wash off the pigment, as he said, "If it weren't for Dixon removed your bandages, I don't have to draw some wounds again. Don't touch them. The pigment may not be dry yet. Blow them dry later."
Victor and Kurosawa looked at each other and felt particularly magical.
"Don, you are really skillful talents around you."
Kurosawa sighed with emotion. "Everyone is particularly skillful."
Victor was proud to talk about this. "Right. Babur's medical skill is excellent. Only Lenard's can compare with his."
Babur was washing his tools. When he heard this, his handsome face turned livid, his hair dropping. With his angry face, he looked a bit enchanting.
"Ha-ha-ha." Asuka joked. "Envy, you are so narrow-minded."
"So what?" Babur said maliciously, "Do I eat your rice? I don't like others compare me with Lenard."
Carl held his chin, half narrowed his eyes lazily, and said in a low voice with a smile, "I think you love him."
Chuff--
Babur thought his knee was pierced by a knife, unable to hold the tools on his hand.
Others saw Babur was confounded and turned more pleasant, especially Marcus who laughed, slapping his own legs. "Carl, you got his secret. You dislike him so much, but you still like communicating with him about the medical skills."
"I only cherish his skills!" Babur really wanted to hit that plate of paint on Marcus's face. "What are you laughing at? What qualifications do you have to laugh? You even haven't confessed you feeling after you've been with Lamont for so many years."
Marcus choked, "What? We are both men!"
"Oops."
Babur snorted. "Then why do you say I love Lenard. We are both men, too."
Lamont retorted him with Marcus. "But you look like a woman."
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